Acrostic Poems

Acrostics

An Acrostic poem is more a word game than poetry in the strict sense of the word.

One takes a phrase or word and writes a verse with each line containing one of the letters of the phrase or word chosen. Typically, the first letters of a line are used to spell the message; but, they can appear anywhere.

LOVE IS A BLACKBIRD – April 11, 2013

Longingly I walked along the path,Over the hill, among the trees.Virtually lost in contemplation,Envisioning times long gone.

Insight lost,Sightless, I walked – lost…

Anxiety, besieged me as I sadly wandered on.

Bright, was the sight that greeted me:Luxuriant green ferns pushing towards the skyAnd there was a blackbird’s song …Creating an echo within my soul.Kind nature, gave me a gift of love,Bringing me peace when I and then,Iridescent water tumbling, laughingly onto mossy rocks,Rendering my dark thoughts – light …Dancing near the waterfall a blackbird sang.

Soft Embraces – June 19, 2013

Some will tell you that embraces are for passion…Only remember this is only partly soFriends and family exchange soft embraces!Truer loving warmth than this is hard to find…

Embraces are the language of affectionMany caresses exist within this world:Brotherly, motherly and even virtual hugs!Remember the sweet feeling of loving arms and kisses…And even when you’ve grown very oldCaresses will make you feel young again!Everyone, I embrace you with this poem,So you will be aware of just how much I care!

Look Up Please – October 22, 2013

Leaden was my weary mindOn a sad and dreary nightOvercome by his harsh wordsKindness all but fled away.

Upon the mantle a candle burned,Peacefully shedding golden lightPerhaps it was a little miracle sinceLighter became my leaden heartEvening seemed so much warmerAngels seemed to sing somewhere in choirsSimple is often the cure for sadnessEven just a little candle light.

River Sarca – October 26, 2013

River Sarca flows calmly throughout the year.Inside it’s narrow grassy banks…Venturing from Santa Columba,Emptying into Lake Garda.Recreation for both man and beast.

Suddenly …Another side of the river comes to light,Raging brown waters roar past angrily,Charging through Arco with uprooted trees …And we tremble before the river’s might.

Autumn Leaf – November 24, 2013

Aged by the seasonUntouched, yet, your beauty, I’mThinking of life’s passingUnder this early morning sun,Marvelling at your lovelinessNow that rain has ceased.

Leaf fell upon wet cobblesEnlightening me …As I walked along the pathwayFeeling in tune with nature.

Sidewalk Café – May 27, 2014

Sitting that morning at the caféInside a womb – almost a cocoonDisdaining to read the papersEven though I knew I should, …Would there might be something interesting, IAsked myselfLooking at front at the page …Knowing what I’d see …Casualties and murder, extortion, war and rape …And so I looked around meFocusing on the street life …Evading society’s idea of information.

Palindrome – March 11, 2014

praise the dayand raise your voicelead the bandinto a songnew and wonderfuldrop your cautionread, write and tryone more palindromemerry and brightearning a rousing applause ..

Shipwreck – Front and back Acrostic – April 15, 2014

Soggy winter, hoary wraith-like wisps,Hauled my ship into water’s which,Immobilized me with fear, tried and tried as might I,Prod at the wretched prow to change its dip,When the shoals … somehow,Reared up! Clawing mercilessly at my rudder.Egad! My ship would have to die!
(Callously, so that I could write this acrosticKnowingly, I created in my mind, a shipwreck.)

Khamseen – May 15, 2014

When spring comes to the SaharaIfrit in spirals fly through the skyNothing can be seen, when gritty sand risesDimming the sun itself …

When did the devils reach EuropeIgnoring the traditions of timeNow will we too have the Khamseen,Driving us into our homes?

Down through the valley I see,Antennas growing everywhere.Wonder who’s watching TVNow that dawn draws nigh?Insomniacs … All night zappers?Night owls without a choice?Gracefully the sun tops the hills.

Before the Battle Begins – October 2, 2014

Brave were the knights
‘Ere the battle beganForthright and trueOn their horses so smartReady for combatEager to fightThe kingHonored andElegantBowed to his menAnd hailedThem smilingThinking of victoryLoving his power‘Ere the battle beganBut the corpse soon layEvilly deformedGone was the joyAndNothing was gained.

Amazing Grace

Arrogant are those leadersMoving people with religion still todayAnimists or monotheistsZionists, Christians or Muslims …Intoning their crude hymns of fire and hateNegate each other’s faithGrazing upon the fear and hatred of our souls.

Greed and avarice aboundsRending life from the innocentAnimosity’s supple reasoningCreates illogical xenophobic doctrinesEvicting grace from faith.

Feather and Shadow January 15, 2015

Feather laying on the grass,Ethereal and lightA memento of a gullThoughtlessly left behind …Heavenwards it flew awayEastward towards the dawn,Released from duty off it wentAway, from the noonday sun.Noon bells peel in cacophony,Down in the bustling townSilently I turn,Homeward bound I leave behindAll my fantasies …Did a feather fly into the mornOr was that just a dream?Wistfully I wish, that somewhere it is real.

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